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Post by radiolizard on Feb 19, 2019 15:43:07 GMT -5
Unfortunately none of mine are free! Iโm currently working on updating the relationship pages because thereโs so much to update, oof.
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But courage need not be remembered, for it is never forgotten.
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Post by dnacat on Feb 19, 2019 15:59:05 GMT -5
(Aww that's too bad, oh well, I'll wait. And oof, that sounds rough. Gotta applaud you for your effort with the formatting and organisation though, I would never be able to handle that amount of info.)
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Post by radiolizard on Feb 19, 2019 16:01:50 GMT -5
( Thanks! Most of my time is spent putting down all the information instead of RPing, but I decided to only update the main page relationships instead of the joining page ones. I just posted a notice on the joining saying that the relationships will no longer be posted there. That will help a lot! )
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Post by โงฦฌะฝัฦโฯ
ัฦฮฑั on Feb 19, 2019 16:05:54 GMT -5
Dreamwhisper and Mooncloud are open <3 my post is just on the other page now, halfway up ))
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Post by radiolizard on Feb 19, 2019 16:41:40 GMT -5
Brambleflower - Camp - Blaze โก graygoyle Brambleflowerโs pale green eyes widened slightly at the other she-catโs firm tone and she stiffened, but relaxed as Rainstone padded over to sit down beside her and Raggedfinch. Her ginger-brown tail swished with interest as she couldnโt help but examine their new counterpart. Rainstone was so... statuesque. Usually Brambleflower was an expert at reading others, but she had to dig deep with Rainstone and even then it was hard to find something to go off of... it was interesting yet mysterious.
โWell, youโre always welcome to listen,โ she finally purred in her usual happy tone, pulling her gaze away for a moment to blink slowly.
โI know you might not be interested in small talk like this but it was kind of you to come over,โ Brambleflower added softly with a smile. She genuinely wanted to get to know Rainstone a bit better, and something about that she-cat just made her gaze linger a bit longer sometimes. She hadnโt felt that way for moons... but it was probably nothing.
Brambleflower curled her tail neatly around her paws and looked over at Raggedfinch. No doubt he was feeling bad for being slightly left out of the conversation, but Brambleflower couldnโt help but be interested in the other female warrior.
โRaggedfinch! Uh... um...โ suddenly she struggled to make conversation, something that hadnโt happened for a long time. The usually talkative Brambleflower was suddenly at a loss for words, and she took in a deep, confused breath before continuing to speak again.
โSorry about that. I guess I just trailed off for a moment.โ Her face felt slightly flushed with embarrassment and she looked down at her paws. โBut no matter! It happens to the best of us.โ
Streamtrickle - Out of camp - lazy penguin Lycaonia After so long, Streamtrickle began to get awafully bored. He didnโt even realize that Wolfheart had already set off through the thickets and padded out into the forest with the rest of the company. With a shark jerk of his head to turn around, the immeasurably fluffy young tom gasped worriedly and caught up in a flurry of paws.
A few thorns snagged in his pelt as he raced away, but eventually he stopped a few tail-lengths from Wolfheart and panted softly.
โSorry about that,โ Streamtrickle mumbled. It was unlikely anyone heard him coming over and it was even more unlikely that they noticed he was gone, and that was just his nature. He had a very interesting quality of not being able to be heard when running or walking.
Eventually his fast jog slowed to slower, but still brisk, trots and his fur swayed in the wind. He took in the familiar forest around him. It was nice to be out again, especially as a warrior! Ooh! A little chill ran through his pelt at the thought of actually going out on a trip as a warrior. Despite his seemingly annoying personality, Streamtrickle was grateful for what he had and would never give up being a warrior. Maybe loyalty was his best trait.
Beginning to daydream, Streamtrickle let his mind wander as he slowly moved along behind the two other cats.
Leafstar - Nursery - Lycaonia Leafstar purred, practically feeling the warmth emanating from Lilyfern. Kits were always a blessing to the clan, no matter what season they came in. Green leaf was an especially good time to have kits, she noted. She, herself, was actually born during that season too, just a bit earlier that now a few years ago!
With a smile she replied. โQuarter moon at most? Wow! Youโre due quite soon. I expect that Wolfheart, our medicine cat, is watching you exceptionally well as she always does.โ That was quite true, Wolfheart was quite the capable medicine cat. Lilyfern was in good paws for sure.
โYes, Iโm sure youโd like to get back to warrior duties as soon as possible. I assure you though, once the kits come, youโll never want to leave their sides,โ Leafstar added with a little chuckle. โYouโll probably be longing for that sort of peace after hearing all that mewling! Trust me, Iโve seen a few litters in my time.โ
Looking around the well-lit nursery and seeing the sun filter through the plants, Leafstar pulled away from conversation for a while to soak in the memories of her kithood so long ago. She and her mother had many fun times together when she was little, and the older she-cat was always so protective of her. She knew that Lilyfern would be just as good as her mother too.
โAlso, youโre always open to talk with me, Lilyfern. Iโm a busy cat but I do need a break once in a while,โ Leafstar laughed before grooming her paw informally.
Nightwhisper - Western Hunting Grounds - maplee The huge black tom paid little attention to the energetic Mintpawโs musings, nodding slightly until she asked a question. He didnโt put much serious thought into it and blurted the first animal that came to his mind.
โMice, probably. Easier to catch and quick to eat,โ Nightwhisper replied simply before turning back around and continuing his brisk pace through the forest.
โHurry up now, weโre almost there. Itโs not too far away from camp and we should be back soon. I hope you can catch something today!โ Nightwhisper then mewed in a more grounded tone, less far-off and down to business. His bright yellow eyes gleamed with the thought of hunting once more and he was hungry for some prey already. The faint scents of the forest greeeted his nose as he padded on, but these scents soon were replaced with prey-scents as they reached the prime hunting spot of the forest: the Western Hunting Grounds.
Nightwhisper hoped that Mintpaw would catch one or two pieces of prey today. For him it was obviously a guarantee, but at least he could get some praise from the older Darkbranch for taking his apprentice on a successful hunting trip. Wait... now that he thought about it, his remark about wanting to get back soon was not correct.
Earlier that day he saw Shyrabbit, all alone sitting in camp, and quickly began initiating conversation with someone nearby. He didnโt want that awkwardness of talking to her anymore. Every single day the thought of having to interact with her haunted him...
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Post by radiolizard on Feb 19, 2019 16:42:40 GMT -5
Yes guys! If you have any open characters feel free to respond to those people ^^ or Ivorymoonโs owner somewhere on page 3!
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But courage need not be remembered, for it is never forgotten.
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Post by dnacat on Feb 19, 2019 16:44:11 GMT -5
Dreamwhisper and Mooncloud - Camp - Starter Dreamwhisper rested out the Warrior's den alongside his brother, Mooncloud, who sat beside him while Dreamwhisper lazed about, grooming himself. Mooncloud wasn't exactly feeling the usually sitting around that his brother does. The smokey gray tom still wondered how his brother kept him form if he was so lazy. "One day you're gonna loose all the muscle, Dreamwhisper," Mooncloud scolded, earning a snort from the lazy tom himself, who glanced up in amusement at his brother as his whisker's twitched, "you wound me, Moon. I do enough too at least not get fat."
"Are you sure you aren't already fat?" Mooncloud said snidely, earning another laugh from Dreamwhisper, whom finally sat up to stare down at his brother and said in reply, calm and collected, "remind me who can win in a fight, dear brother." The ruddy tom was definitely smug while Mooncloud rolled his eyes and looked away in defeat. Dreamwhisper chuckled. Too easy. Spruceleap Spruceleap spotted Mooncloud and Dreamwhisper out of the corner of his eye, the two brothers bickering playfully between themselves. Sprueleap approached merrily, curious as to what the two were teasing one another about, "Hey, Mooncloud, Dreamwhisper," Spruceleap greeted the two, purring as he caught the last few words of the conversation before he joined, "Are we arguing over who can win in a battle? Because we all know that I could." He twitched an ear to show that he was merely teasing the other toms. All three cats were well aware that Spruceleap could barely hurt a fly, even when he was trying to.
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Post by radiolizard on Feb 19, 2019 16:46:08 GMT -5
Also guys letโs talk about the plot. I need a murderer character somewhere here, and if someone wants to make a murderer character or wants one of their existing ones to be the murderer please say so. Also, I need some cats on the side of separating and dividing up the territory equally, so basically those who are on the โrebelโ side of the clan leadership drama. My four cats will be split, omitting Leafstar because her side is obvious.
Brambleflower will be loyal to the original way the clan has always functioned.
Nightwhisper will also be loyal, as his personality naturally is.
Streamtrickle will definitely be a strong voice in the rebellion. Heโs always wanted to make his voice heard.
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Post by owlspots on Feb 19, 2019 16:50:05 GMT -5
[Owlpaw and Grassheart are both free for interaction! I actually think I might split them up in regards to the rebellion plot: I feel like Owlpaw might be tempted to consider the rebels' point of view and would be quite easily coerced due to her naรฏve nature, but Grassheart will remain 100% loyal to Leafstar and the Clan. I don't feel like either of them would be fit for the "murderer" role though. ^^']
OWLPAW || CAMP The little brown tabby crouched by the entrance to the apprentices' den, watching the freshkill pile with a determined gaze. She was hungry, but she'd already eaten not too long ago, and was very conscious of how it might look if she was seen helping herself to the kill for a second time that day without leaving the camp. She was hoping her mentor might approach her or at least call for her so they could go out; the little she was itching to stretch her paws as she was very restless. Her tail-tip twitched impatiently for a few heartbeats before she spotted her father Grassheart across the camp, heading in the direction of the nearest entrance. He glanced at her briefly and raised his tail, his amber eyes warm, and she blinked happily in response before the dark tabby vanished into the tunnel. She huffed, rising to her paws and stretching her front legs for a moment, deciding who she wanted to go and bother on this fine day.
GRASSHEART || TERRITORY Grassheart was feeling uncharacteristically restless, and so his decision to go and hunt as soon as possible had already been made as he lay in his nest. He was quick to leave the camp, and of course he'd acknowledged his kit as she waited for her mentor. The thickets that formed the tunnel tugged at his thick fur due to his sheer size, and he grumbled under his breath at the sharp discomfort in his shoulders. He pulled himself clear and swiftly decided on heading to the western hunting grounds as it was closer at paw, keen to catch something to contribute to the dwindling pile of prey in the camp. The large tom maintained a steady, casual pace however, as he was in no real rush: today was a pleasant day, he thought, and it would be nice to enjoy the weather while it lasted.
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Post by dnacat on Feb 19, 2019 16:51:55 GMT -5
(Hm, maybe, in order to join the two plots together, we could have a rebel/loyal cat get so upset about this conflict, they go on a killing spree of the other side/cats they think are disloyal on theirs? Just so we can narrow down the cats available to be the murderer(s). Also, I think Spruceleap would be loyal, Whitepaw would be a rebel and Swansong would be stuck in the middle for a while, but Whitepaw would eventually keep insisting with her to join the rebels, so she would.)
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Post by radiolizard on Feb 19, 2019 16:53:58 GMT -5
(Yeah, that was my idea. I think one of the rebels might be a good fit as the killer, because they want change so badly and the other cat might be a stronger voice on the other side/hindering their progress of making a change. Iโll add your characters and their sides to the page!)
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Post by โงฦฌะฝัฦโฯ
ัฦฮฑั on Feb 19, 2019 16:59:07 GMT -5
dream and moon will be loyal to leafstar <3 )) Dreamwhisper and Mooncloud - Camp - dnacat "You?" Dreamwhisper looked the skinny tom up and down almost judgmentally if it weren't for his purring. Mooncloud snickered in amusement and watching his brother in otherwise silence. The ruddy tom tilted his head to the side, smug smile crossing his face and he said, " do you want to test that, Spruceleap?"
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But courage need not be remembered, for it is never forgotten.
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Post by dnacat on Feb 19, 2019 17:02:37 GMT -5
[Owlpaw and Grassheart are both free for interaction! I actually think I might split them up in regards to the rebellion plot: I feel like Owlpaw might be tempted to consider the rebels' point of view and would be quite easily coerced due to her naรฏve nature, but Grassheart will remain 100% loyal to Leafstar and the Clan. I don't feel like either of them would be fit for the "murderer" role though. ^^']
OWLPAW || CAMP The little brown tabby crouched by the entrance to the apprentices' den, watching the freshkill pile with a determined gaze. She was hungry, but she'd already eaten not too long ago, and was very conscious of how it might look if she was seen helping herself to the kill for a second time that day without leaving the camp. She was hoping her mentor might approach her or at least call for her so they could go out; the little she was itching to stretch her paws as she was very restless. Her tail-tip twitched impatiently for a few heartbeats before she spotted her father Grassheart across the camp, heading in the direction of the nearest entrance. He glanced at her briefly and raised his tail, his amber eyes warm, and she blinked happily in response before the dark tabby vanished into the tunnel. She huffed, rising to her paws and stretching her front legs for a moment, deciding who she wanted to go and bother on this fine day.
GRASSHEART || TERRITORY Grassheart was feeling uncharacteristically restless, and so his decision to go and hunt as soon as possible had already been made as he lay in his nest. He was quick to leave the camp, and of course he'd acknowledged his kit as she waited for her mentor. The thickets that formed the tunnel tugged at his thick fur due to his sheer size, and he grumbled under his breath at the sharp discomfort in his shoulders. He pulled himself clear and swiftly decided on heading to the western hunting grounds as it was closer at paw, keen to catch something to contribute to the dwindling pile of prey in the camp. The large tom maintained a steady, casual pace however, as he was in no real rush: today was a pleasant day, he thought, and it would be nice to enjoy the weather while it lasted. WhitepawWhitepaw spotted Owlpaw out of the corner of his eye, and inwardly groaned. The barely older apprentice was much too talkative for Whitepaw's liking, always going on about something completely irrelevant to what every other cat was talking about. He didn't know how his mother put up with being her mentor, Whitepaw sure knew he would never be able to. He watched her anyway, ready to give her a cold, uncaring gaze in case she dared to approach him, tail-tip flicking to hopefully show her he was too grumpy to attempt to talk to.
(Whitepaw and Owlpaw seem like they could be an interesting dynamic ngl. They're both really serious in some aspects, but Owlpaw's also a really big chatterbox and super friendly, whilst Whitepaw is really moody and cold.)
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Post by radiolizard on Feb 19, 2019 17:06:02 GMT -5
(Also, if you want one of your cats to be one of the four investigators of the murder please also say so. Note: We need more rebels!!)
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But courage need not be remembered, for it is never forgotten.
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Post by dnacat on Feb 19, 2019 17:13:13 GMT -5
dream and moon will be loyal to leafstar <3 )) Dreamwhisper and Mooncloud - Camp - dnacat "You?" Dreamwhisper looked the skinny tom up and down almost judgmentally if it weren't for his purring. Mooncloud snickered in amusement and watching his brother in otherwise silence. The ruddy tom tilted his head to the side, smug smile crossing his face and he said, " do you want to test that, Spruceleap?" SpruceleapSpruceleap held his head a little higher, nose pointed towards the sky, and he attempted to broaden his almost non-existent shoulders, purring with amusement, as he was aware of how pathetic and/or silly he looked, "Yes," He said in a mock-confident voice, "I'm sure I could crush you and Mooncloud! Look at you both! Little scraps!"
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Post by owlspots on Feb 19, 2019 17:23:43 GMT -5
OWLPAW || CAMP Movement in the corner of her eye alerted Owlpaw to the presence of her denmate, Whitepaw. Now, Owlpaw wanted to like Whitepaw: he was only slightly younger than she was and when they'd gone out hunting with their mentors one time she'd seen that he was just as committed to his training as she was! He'd seemed like someone Owlpaw would get along with really well until she'd bounced over to him in search of conversation and he'd shot her the exact same stony look he was giving her now, putting her off almost immediately. But this time she didn't want to let herself be deterred so easily: she determinedly got to her paws, making eye contact with the tom, and with her tail raised high she tottered over to him. She'd try not to be too overbearing, she wasn't entirely inconsiderate, but she wanted to try and make friends with her denmate. "Hi Whitepaw!" Her voice was as chirpy and bright as usual, although she hesitated in her stride after the words left her mouth to watch for his reaction. She noticed his tail-tip flicking and the grumpy expression on his face and a small part of her was beginning to have doubts, but she persisted; maybe she'd get him to lighten up.
GRASSHEART || WESTERN HUNTING GROUNDS It wasn't long after reaching the hunting grounds that Grassheart noticed Nightwhisper's dark pelt through the grass very close by. He paused for a moment and also spotted the black tom's young apprentice, Mintpaw. He padded closer, wanting to greet the pair and wish them luck on their hunt. When he decided he was close enough he raised his tail and called out a calm greeting. "Is the prey running well?"
(I agree! I think it'd be really interesting to see how they work with each other, and maybe they'd balance one another out in future interactions! Also I can make another character for the rebel side if you'd like )
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Post by โงฦฌะฝัฦโฯ
ัฦฮฑั on Feb 19, 2019 17:28:32 GMT -5
Dreamwhisper and Mooncloud - Camp - dnacat The ruddy tom moved onto his paws before he crouched low and looked about ready to pounce. He was all about this little game, almost a little fired up on the challenge that he so clearly won. He looked up at Spruceleap with teasing eyes. The other tom's 'show' of his strength was a little cute. With a chuckle, Dreamwhisper finally replied as his whiskers twitched from his amusement, "I don't even think it'll take half of myself to do it."
Mooncloud rolled his eyes at him brother. Show off, he thought, watching the whole scene unfold before him. He still remained quiet as he enjoyed the joy. Two of the most humorous cats in the clan talking to one another was actually hilarious to the grey tom.
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Post by radiolizard on Feb 19, 2019 17:30:14 GMT -5
Nightwhisper - Western Hunting Grounds - maplee owlspots Nightwhisper was about to move further out into the lush forest until a rustle startled him. He heard a familiar voice, and turned around quickly to see Grassheart amongst the trees. A capable warrior, no doubt about it. Also a vaguely pleasant tom to talk to. Shaking out his thick pelt, Nightwhisper padded closer slightly to get a good view of the other tom.
โActually, we just got here. Youโre welcome to join us if youโd like, I can practically smell all the prey on the wind,โ he replied with a respectful dip of his head, โIt would definitely be less lonely.โ
Nightwhisper then turned his gaze to Mintpaw slowly, turning his head back to see the smaller apprentice. โIf youโre alright with Grassheart joining us, of course,โ he addressed her, wanting to get her opinion on the matter before proceeding with the hunt. He himself was itching to move already.
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Post by dnacat on Feb 19, 2019 17:40:54 GMT -5
Spruceleap โงฦฌะฝัฦโฯ
ัฦฮฑัSpruceleap froze for a moment, losing his 'strong' stance, as he tensed, waiting for his much larger and clearly much stronger clanmate to pounce on him, until he realised Dreamwhisper was simply messing, and he began to laugh as well. He realised how silly he must have looked and laughed even harder, and Dreamwhisper's comment simply spurred him on, "Oh, thank StarClan," He chuckled to himself, "I would've been just." He imitated the sound of bones breaking, and took a heartbeat to recover from his laughter, before he took on a smug tone again, "But, like, you would've been," He made the noise again, "too." A smile played on his lips still, however. It was nice, to be able to laugh so freely with a few good friends.
WhitepawowlspotsWhitepaw flinched rather noticeably for a second and his tail-tip flipped more angrily and jerkily now, but he decided that Owlpaw was a hard-working apprentice who did deserve at least a greeting, "Oh, hello Owlpaw." He spoke, his tone at least lukewarm, but his face as straight and as cold as ever, "How are you today? The weather's been nice." He commented. He could at least entertain a conversation with Owlpaw, even if she would most likely end up irritating him about some silly clan matter or a cute tom she saw or her training.
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Post by owlspots on Feb 19, 2019 17:46:02 GMT -5
GRASSHEART || WESTERN HUNTING GROUNDS Grassheart dipped his own head in return, wanting to reciprocate the black tom's respectful gesture. He thought Nightwhisper a very capable and admirable warrior, and was proud to call the younger tom his Clanmate: he reminded him of a few cats he had once known when he had been younger. The large tom then turned to the much younger cat present, little Mintpaw, and bowed his head again to the petite apprentice. "I would be more than happy to, granting that it's alright with Mintpaw." He then raised his head and parted his jaws to taste the air, slightly surprised by the strength of the preyscent that filled his glands - Nightwhisper was right, prey was indeed very plentiful here. StarClan is good, Grassheart decided, we will have a blessed hunting season no doubt.
OWLPAW || CAMP Owlpaw was admittedly taken aback by Whitepaw's rather pleasant response, but had to supress the bubbling content that welled in her stomach at her denmate's lack of bitterness towards her on this occasion. "I've been okay, I haven't been out with Swansong yet but that's to be expected! She has to be busy of course, with warrior stuff! I wanted to go hunting because I'm kinda hungry but I've already eaten today so I wanted to contribute something first, y'know?" She cringed afterwards, stopping herself from rambling on even more; she didn't want to annoy her denmate after what she deemed a successful approach. She decided to address the tom's statement instead, and glanced up at the sky as she plopped herself down on the ground. "Yeah, it's been warm lately! Maybe leafbare won't be so bad, because of the good weather we're having now. What about you? Have you been okay?"
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i hunger for the souls of the innocent but ice cream will do
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Post by maplee on Feb 19, 2019 17:59:39 GMT -5
Mintpaw - Western Hunting Grounds - radiolizard owlspots Mintpaw smiled at the other warrior. "Hello Grassheart!" She chirped. She had silently stood there while the two warriors spoke and was slightly surprised when he spoke to her but kept a smile. "I have no problem with it," The tuxedo cat said, grinning at the fact that he had asked her if it would be alright for him to join. Mintpaw returned his nod quickly, and then scented the air as the warrior did. She smelled the scents of the forest, and the scents of mice and squirrels could be picked out to, as well as other prey. She bet they would find a lot of prey! Her whiskers twitched in excitement at the thought of hunting.
I'll hopefully be back later! I have to go eat and do some homework ^^))
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Post by โงฦฌะฝัฦโฯ
ัฦฮฑั on Feb 19, 2019 18:00:10 GMT -5
just realized Dream is Whitepaw's mentor. that can only go so well lmao )) Dreamwhisper and Mooncloud - Camp - dnacat "StarClan themselves wouldn't be able to save you from..." Dreamwhisper paused. He wasn't exactly sure how the sound went at this point, "whatever that sound was." As he said this the tom practically flopped onto his side as if exhausted from his minuscule movement. "You're just lucky I don't actually feel like proving it right now."
"Are you sure it's just not fat?" Mooncloud piped up again. The smaller tom was disgusted at his brother's obvious laziness. Mooncloud moved in to poke at Dreamwhisper's stomach. "I really can't tell behind all this fur, Dream. Or is it fat."
Dreamwhisper lazily batted away at Mooncloud's persistent poking, but to no avail. He glanced toward Spruceleaf in fake helplessness and mewed pathetically, "oh please, strong Spruceleaf. Save me from this torture!"
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Post by lazy penguin on Feb 19, 2019 18:06:48 GMT -5
(i probably won't be able to type a reply tonight, but i think Rosefang would be part of the rebels!)
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Post by dnacat on Feb 19, 2019 18:13:07 GMT -5
((Oh god can't wait until we rp training that's going to be hilarious)) Spruceleap โงฦฌะฝัฦโฯ
ัฦฮฑั"He's not wrong," Spruceleap stuck his tongue out at Dreamwhisper, prodding the other tom's stomach as well, "But hey, at least we know one of us will be full for leaf-bare." Spruceleap looked up at Mooncloud, winking at him, and laughing a bit afterwards. He lay down next to Dawnwhisper, splayed out casually. Though it was only sun-high(? correct me if I'm wrong), Spruceleap was already dying for a nice nap. Whitepaw owlspots"Fair," Whitepaw shrugged his shoulders. Though her little ramble had irritated him slightly, expecting to have to listen to a day-long monologue about how just terribly hungry Owlpaw was, he, again, could respect her for wanting to follow the clan rules so closely, "I think my mother," He emphasised those two words, in a petty attempt to remind the other apprentice that he would always be closer to her mentor, "Has been busy, yes. There's so much going on in the clan now," Whitepaw glanced up at the sky once more. It was a perfect shade of blue, "Indeed, let's hope leaf-bare will be good. Otherwise we'll be stuck hunting out in the snow for days on end. And I'm fine." A lukewarm response, again. It wasn't too unspecific, it wasn't too rude, but it wasn't too friendly, or too inviting to pry on why he would be feeling so good or so bad.
((If you want Swansong to come out and offer to train/just talk to Owlpaw, let me know Owlspots!)
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Post by lazy penguin on Feb 19, 2019 18:16:14 GMT -5
(ooo if you want snowpaw to be more neutral maybe shallowpaw will romanticize the rebels and become a hardcore supporter? cause i can totally see her doing that, and it would be interesting to see their dynamic with that Lycaonia)
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Post by Lycaonia on Feb 19, 2019 18:20:52 GMT -5
(( lazy penguin Hmmm, that would indeed be interesting, especially since Snowpaw is definitely one to avoid conflict with his Clanmates. He's no pushover, but he's never one to start a fight or get involved in someone else's. I'm not even sure what he'd do if Shallowpaw got too pushy with him either.))
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Post by owlspots on Feb 19, 2019 18:24:36 GMT -5
(it's really late where I am so I'm going to sleep now, will reply in the morning! And yes it's gonna be really fun to see how training turns out; Swansong can come along whenever you'd like!)
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Post by โงฦฌะฝัฦโฯ
ัฦฮฑั on Feb 19, 2019 18:33:17 GMT -5
Dreamwhisper and Mooncloud - Camp - dnacat "You're both terrible." Dreamwhisper continued to do his pathetic charade, whining and grumbling. Mooncloud only chuckled and ceased his poking at his brother, sending a returning wink to Spruceleaf and settled down beside his brother as well. His brother always had a habit of making him tried when he lazed about like this. "Nice and fat for leaf-bare indeed."
"Planning on eating me when the time comes, Moon?" Dreamwhisper said sarcastically, eyes closing as he enjoyed the sun that was out, tail softly beating against the ground. "Actually-" he yawned, "the both of you. Talking about my muscles like that. So what if I'm lazy. I'd take you both on in a heartbeat."
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Post by Lycaonia on Feb 19, 2019 18:34:10 GMT -5
((Anybody have a cat open in Camp?)) ~Lilyfern - Camp - Leafstar(radiolizard )~
Lilyfern hummed happily, tail flicking lazily as she beamed up at Leafstar. "Wolfheart's been really reassuring," She agreed, shifting to take a little of her body weight off her stomach, "She checks on me every morning and sometimes in the evening as well, though she informed me she had to collect herbs today." The young Queen glanced down at her swollen belly. "I'm a little nervous," She admitted, no shame in her voice at the thought, only a deep wonder, "It's my first litter, after all. But Wolfheart told me everything's going as it should, so mostly I'm just excited."
Lilyfern sighed, utterly content with where she was in her life. Talking of her kits made her think back to her own days, curled up at her mother's belly. The warmth, the comfort, the sound of the deep purrs. She couldn't wait to provide all of it to her own kits. Shaking her head, the Queen giggled in reply to the Leader's last statement. "Well, you're always welcome in here for a chat as well," She mewed in return, paws crossing delicately, "I'm always available if you do need a break and you'd be doing me a favour. And I hope you'll come visit when the kits are born. I've been trying to think of possible names, but I still have to speak to my mate about it."
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